Shadow Manor (Ereri/Riren)

Chapter Four

Once I made it back to my soon-to-be not home in one piece, I automatically whipped out my phone and made my way to the couch.

Plopping down on the couch while turning my phone on, I quickly go to my messages.

(EREN) "Hello Mr. Ackerman, this is Eren Jeager. I am here to tell you that if you will have me, I accept the job."

Sending the text, I waited until I heard the familiar "ding" of a notification.

(LEVI) "Ah yes, hello, Mr. Jeager. If you are in fact wanting the job, will you soon be able to travel here to France?"

(EREN) "As soon as I am finished signing paperwork and packing, I will be available to travel. I should have all the paperwork and packing done in a matter of two days."

(LEVI) "Alright. I will send one of my agents to retrieve you tomorrow. Which airport in Florida are you closest to?"

(EREN) "The Orlando International Airport should be fine."

(LEVI) "Okay, the flight will be about 11 hours long. I will let you know when my agent lands."

(EREN) "Alrighty."

(EREN) "*Alright.*"

-Read last at 9 am.

Wow Eren, very professional. Scoffing, I turn my phone off.

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After sending the last message to my, possibly, future employer, I quickly started making phone calls to the appropriate companies explaining my situation and getting told that paperwork was being sent to me.

(*AUTHOR COMMENT* I know this is not how things work, especially time-wise. But in order for me to get the story kicking, I need to get this part over with, so I'm sorry for the illogical processes happening lmao.)

It took about six hours straight to fill everything out and send the papers to the post office. And by the end of those six hours, I was practically brain dead from the amount of shit I had to read.

Sadly though, I cannot rest. The next thing on my to-do list is to pack. But since I'm traveling on a plane to France, I can't bring everything I own due to there being a 50lb weight restriction on luggage.

Sighing, I decided to just pack 10 shirts, 5 pairs of pants, socks, underwear, and any toiletries I would need.

Fuck. I really hope I get that stupid job.

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The next day, I woke up to a notification sound coming from my phone at 5 in the morning.

Groaning, I shift my body to a sitting position and unplug my phone. Turning it on, I read the recent message from Mr. Ackerman.

(LEVI) "My agent, Louis, has landed at the airport. If you make your way there now, you should be able to take the 7 am flight here to France. Unless you live more than 2 hours away?"

(EREN) "Oh! Yes, I live 30 minutes away, so I should make it there in time. Where will I meet this "Louis" once I get there?"

(LEVI) "He will be standing by the "Starbucks" next to the "Burger King" stand."

(EREN) "Alright, once I load up my car, I will be on my way."

(I don't have a car, but my employer doesn't need to know that. In reality, I'm taking a taxi.)

(LEVI) "Okay."

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Quickly grabbing my suitcase from the floor, I ran into the living room and set it down to go to the bathroom.

After finishing my business, I quickly grabbed my phone to call a taxi. Once I hung up the call, I took in the apartment I had lived in for the past 5 years. I should feel sad that I'm leaving a place that holds so many memories. Both good and bad. But I can't help but feel relieved.

I am letting go of the past and taking hold of the future, and nothing can stop me. Not even the Devil himself.

Okay, that was a bit dramatic...

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Once my taxi pulled up, I quickly stuffed my suitcase into the backseat and sat down.

"Hello, I need to get to the Orlando International Airport as soon as possible, please."

"Yes sir."

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The drive to the airport was uneventful.

Unless you count me sobbing in the backseat because of a long text I received from Connie and Sasha wishing me luck and happiness as interesting and eventful...... Definitely not one of my most prideful moments.

Especially when the driver ended up handing me a Kleenex and asking if I was alright. Of course, I said I was fine.

Actually, that was also a lie. I ended up venting my whole life story to this poor man in a matter of 15 minutes. It's safe to say that he will never ask anyone ever again if they are okay.

Finally exiting out of the taxi while stuffing a kajilion tissues in my sweatpants' pockets, I tip the driver, apologize for my breakdown, and leave.

Once I made it inside the airport, I automatically started to look for this "Louis" guy. Which wasn't hard because he was exactly where Mr. Hot-French-stud-muffin said he was. Not to mention, he looked exactly like a man who would work as an agent. Buff, bald, and a face made for carving into people's souls. Oh, yes, he also had a name tag that said "Louis" on the right side of his chest.

So walking up to Louis, I smile and greet him with a singular "hello".

"State your name."

"O-oh, uhm, Eren Jeager? I'm here for-"

"Follow me, Mr. Jeager." Louis said while quickly walking away towards security check.

"Rude..." I mumbled while begrudgingly following the man.

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Sorry, this chapter took a bit longer to make! I was out all day today sweating my ass off at a walking trail! And it is safe to say that I will never EVER go again.